Category Archives: pregnancy

That Time of the Month

There have been a grand total of about 36 months of my adult life (let’s say, after 17 or so) that I have not worried about, wondered if, hoped for, stressed over, prayed for or prayed against being pregnant. My reproductive history is such that I get pregnant when I don’t want to be pregnant,Continue reading “That Time of the Month”

Advent Day Thirteen: Traveling Pregnant

When I was five months pregnant with Elvis, I thought it would be a really fun idea to travel by plane with Lydia, who was ten months old, by myself, to meet Brandon and his baseball team in Florida over spring break.  As I maneuvered down the center aisle of the jet with Lydia onContinue reading “Advent Day Thirteen: Traveling Pregnant”

Advent Day Twelve: Mary’s Song and My Song

I learned something new today, thanks to Wikipedia: Mary’s song in the book of Luke makes strong allusions to Hannah’s song in 1 Samuel 2:1-10, and if you have some time, go back to the first book of Sam and give it a read, then follow along with Mary in Luke 1:46-56.  The parallels areContinue reading “Advent Day Twelve: Mary’s Song and My Song”

Damaged Goods

Let’s talk about sex. Ba-by. My Kindle essay, “The Valley of Achor,” is about obsession, infatuation, and love.  It is about sex and faith and God and mercy and redemption.  I have thought so much about these things ever since I prayed at 18 that whatever was causing my period to be two weeks late wouldContinue reading “Damaged Goods”

Confessions of a Tubal Ligation

It’s been a week since our newest, and last, son – Henry Delbert – arrived safely into the world via c-section.  He is absolutely beautiful, perfectly content and as predictable of a baby as I’ve experienced.  Ever since we became pregnant with Henry, I’ve been coming to terms with this being our last baby –Continue reading “Confessions of a Tubal Ligation”

On the Eve of Henry’s Birthday

We’re creeping up on the final hours before Baby Henry is born, and we’re all eagerly waiting his safe arrival into the world.  It is hard to remember what it was like to have Lydia just over five years ago now, especially compared to how Elvis came into the world.  I have to admit toContinue reading “On the Eve of Henry’s Birthday”

Twelve Apples and a Blog

Twelve shiny, locally grown apples are sitting on my kitchen counter ten feet away next to the cutting board, apple corer, slow cooker and paring knife. Fortunately, they are all inanimate objects who can only beckon with their glaring presence. But I have a hot cup of apple cider, James Taylor Pandora Radio, and aContinue reading “Twelve Apples and a Blog”